Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 107 Relatives and Friends Cry
Eating with chopsticks in one hand, Fang Jing freed his other hand to snatch back the scriptures, "You don't care if it's true or not, don't let it be free."

Liu Wei's pupils shrank, "You don't want to become a monk, do you? Don't worry about it when you are young. You haven't squandered a lot of your life in the future. Think about your family."

"Get out! You've just become a monk, I'm just taking it for a look, eat yours, I have a reception to sing at the magic city tonight, I have to go back early, I have a costume endorsement tomorrow."

Putting down his chopsticks, Liu Wei envied him, "You from our group of Dream Voice have survived. Since December last year, the company has not stopped recommending you."

"In the past two months, you have run more commercial performances than all of us combined, let alone variety shows, one after another."

"I heard that you will be releasing an album soon, and then you will run press conferences all over the country, and the company will arrange variety shows to promote you. I am a little envious of your popularity."

"Don't forget the original intention, you will always be there." Seeing that Liu Wei didn't eat much, Fang Jing poured the greens on the plate into the bowl, "You have a good appearance and good singing, and you will be popular sooner or later."

"I am popular and cool down quickly, maybe one day I can only watch you in front of the TV."

"Hee hee! Let me borrow your good words."

Liu Wei didn't take it seriously, Fang Jing's current fiery level showed no signs of cooling down, and it wouldn't be a problem if the fire burned for three to five years.

……

"That's when you said"

"Keep loving forever"

"That's it, never parting"

"We are all good children, the most innocent children..."

In the evening, Fang Jing didn't return after getting off the plane company, so he went directly to Tangchen's villa area to sing. The person who invited him was the boss of a listed company. It was his daughter's birthday, and he liked Fang Jing very much, so he made an early appointment to invite him here today.

Because he was about twenty minutes late, Fang Jing felt embarrassed and sang a few more songs. It was almost ten o'clock when he came out, and he didn't know when he fell asleep in the nanny's car.

"Boss, wake up, we're here."

Fang Jing was woken up by the driver's shake, and squinted his eyes to look at his watch. It was [-]:[-]. It seemed that they had arrived for a while, and they might be too sound asleep to call him.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang!"

"This is what I should do, walk slowly, I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Well! Be careful on the road."

The driver nodded, waved his hand, got into the car, started it, and left.

The next day, Fang Jing came to a studio. In a small boxy room, the walls were white and there was only one reflector. He put on the sweater he wanted to speak for, put on his makeup, and started shooting.

Because the clothes are sold on a certain treasure, only still pictures are needed, and he can pose in different poses. The shooting is very fast. In less than an hour, all 24 clothes were worn.

Fang Jing's face was about to twitch with laughter, and he kept rubbing his face with his hands as soon as he went out, and it took a long time for him to return to normal.

Get in the car and arrive at Huanrui World half an hour later. Now he doesn't need to sign when he enters the door. The front desk will write his name after seeing him.

"Hello Brother Fang."

"Hello Brother Fang."

As soon as he entered the door, a group of young people greeted him. There were men and women, all about the same age, and they seemed to be trainees.

"Hello!"

Seeing Fang Jing enter the elevator, none of the group of people went in, and waited for the next time after he left.

Leaning against the wall of the elevator, Fang Jing smiled wryly. When he first arrived a few months ago, he also gave up the elevator for others. He didn't expect that he would enjoy this kind of treatment in just a short time.

When she came to Yang Ning's office, Xiao Wenjing was quietly working alone, and there was a large stack of documents on her right.

"Sister Jing, where did Sister Ning go?"

Xiao Wenjing didn't even raise her head, "Sit down for a while, I have a meeting upstairs, I guess I won't be able to come for a while."

"Come on! I knew I'd come this afternoon." Fang Jing poured a glass of water and sat on the sofa. Seeing a laptop on the coffee table, he opened it and used it. "Lend me the computer for a while."

"Whatever you want, just don't delete my files and archives."

Fang Jing opened a meager account, and his number of fans has reached 500 million. Since Huang Xiaoming's movie was released, his fans have grown rapidly during this time.

Relying on the story of time at the end of the film, he was also on the hot search a few days ago, but Yang Ning didn't buy it this time.

I selected some fans' questions in Weibo to answer. After half an hour, Yang Ning hadn't come yet. Fang Jing simply clicked on the reading point, logged in as a writer, and started typing.

Speaking of being busy these past few days, he hasn't updated a word, and owes a lot. The comment area is all about updates and complaints, especially a book friend named Lin Pingzhi who talks the most.

"Brother, can I ask about the plot behind Lin Ping?"

"Big Daddy, didn't you say that I'm the protagonist? Why did Linghu Chong jump out and grab my wife?"

"Big Daddy, how did you arrange for Yue Buqun to snatch my family's martial arts cheats? You can't give it to him, it's mine."

"Sorry, I've been a little busy recently, who else wants to urge me to come and queue up." Fang Jinggang said to the author of this article, and there were dozens of comments below in less than a minute.

Although Swordsman is still a new issue, with over [-] words, collections and rewards are no worse than popular channels, with [-] collections ranking in the top ten.

As for the Silver League of You Meng Zhi Yu, the reader, he didn't worry about it. This guy is an official account, and it is used to support the great god in advertising.

Martial arts is no better than other channels, and the readership is not very large. Four of the top ten are with systems, and two are reborn through time travel. Only Wen Wendao and Fang Jing are considered weird.

Dongfang Invincible: Great, let me remind you, you have been broken for a few days.

Liu Zhengfeng: Yes, everyone pulled the author out to fight in groups.

Qu Yang: My big knife is already hungry and thirsty.

Linghu Chong: The front man gave way, and the main character came out.

"OK! Wait a moment, arrange it now."

After talking, Fang Jing opened the word and did it. Just right, these characters are all characters who will appear on the stage immediately. In an hour, [-] words were completed without checking. Fang Jing posted it directly, and then wrote the second update.

Linghu Chong: "Oh, I'm going! I'm so wrong, can you ask Tian Boguang not to cut me? I can't bear it, I'm going to die."

I wrote three chapters in a row, Liu Zhengfeng just finished writing the golden basin, and when Yang Ning came back, Fang Jing closed the computer still feeling unfulfilled.

The comment section wailed.

Liu Zhengfeng: "I can't believe it, I just left after washing my hands?"

Qu Yang: "And I, who obviously came to have a feast, didn't expect to risk my life."

Lin Pingzhi: "You two are proficient in playing, playing and singing. You two will be good friends for a lifetime. Thank you for the arrangement. I will give you [-] coins."

"As soon as the music is played and the cloth is covered, the whole village waits for the food to be served."

Tian Boguang: "Walking, lifting, followed by a piece of white."

Yue Buqun: "As soon as the coffin was lifted and the soil was buried, relatives and friends began to cry."

Old Na Hongtashan: "Since ancient times, great gods have been commented on. I haven't read the book yet, but I think the comments are also very exciting. All of them are talents, and they speak nicely."

Old Monk Daqianmen: "I saw the comments coming, the author is willful, whoever dares to urge updates will be killed."

(End of this chapter)